Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

suburbs.

The huge villa area is lined with green trees, and as far as the eye can see, the lush forests converge into a sea.

On the sparkling water, stands a small bungalow. The yard is kept clean, and budding flowers can be seen everywhere——

The breeze blows, and a burst of aroma flows along the air and pours into the nostrils.

"Ma'am, Master Zhan is here."

The servant came in and reported: "Master Zhan said that he wants to see you, if you refuse, then you can only—"

The servant didn't dare to continue, his face was a little ugly.

"What can I do?"

Madam Qiu frowned and looked at the servant.

"Master Zhan said... he can only force it."

Madam Qiu's complexion changed suddenly, and she pursed her lips immediately: "Please come in."

Zhan Beixiao walked in with the servants. The butler poured tea and stood behind Mrs. Qiu, staring at Zhan Beixiao, for fear that he would do something that would be detrimental to Mrs. Qiu.

Zhan Beixiao sat down slowly, and looked at Mrs. Qiu: "Mrs. Qiu, this junior came here uninvited. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

Mrs. Qiu has been pampered and pampered all year round, so she is inevitably a little dissatisfied.

"Master Zhan pretended to be well-behaved before, but his daily visits are not what he looks like today."

Before, he was able to pretend to be a junior, but now he is directly forceful!
It's really infuriating!

Zhan Beixiao smiled lightly: "I have always listened to my wife, she respects you very much, so naturally I dare not make her unhappy."

Mrs. Qiu was stunned for a moment, she obviously didn't expect Zhan Beixiao to accept the title of strict wife so readily!
"Master Zhan is sincere to his wife."

Zhan Beixiao just pretended that he didn't hear the sarcasm in these words: "Mrs. Qiu, I'm here this time to hope that you will consider cooperating with Huameng. In return, all my connections will be available to you."

Mrs. Qiu didn't expect Zhan Beixiao to make such a concession, and she felt a little strange right now.

"All connections?"

"Yes."

Zhan Beixiao nodded: "My wife likes wedding dress design very much. For her, Huameng is her painstaking effort in the first half of her life, and it is also a career that needs to be devoted to in the second half of her life. I don't want her favorite career to be lost at this moment. die young."

After many years of ups and downs in the mall, Mrs. Qiu saw Zhan Beixiao make such a huge concession for the first time.

It can be seen that he really likes Bai Yangyang.

She lowered her eyes: "It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I've been out of this business for many years, and I'm no longer what I used to be, so I can't help you. Lord Zhan, please come back."

Zhan Beixiao was rejected, but he was not discouraged.

He left a business card: "Mrs. Qiu, before I leave Licheng, our conversation is still valid. As long as you contact me, I can fulfill my promise."

After Zhan Beixiao left, the servant took the business card and handed it to Madam Qiu.

"Ma'am, Master Zhan seems to be for real?"

Mrs. Qiu took the business card, lowered her eyes, glanced at the bronzing letters on it, and gently stroked the string of numbers with her fingers. After a long while, she breathed out: "What the hell, I can't help you anymore."

Leaving the resort, Zhan Beixiao got into the car.

"Master Zhan, how did the talk go?"

"Still not letting go."

Zhan Beixiao rubbed his eyebrows: "How is the situation in the imperial capital?"

"Miss Tang has been creating public opinion on the Internet, and now she is waiting for Huameng to postpone the new product—"

"Battle Lord."

at this time.

The servant came out in a hurry, with a look of eagerness on his face, and handed Zhan Beixiao a business card.

"Madam said that she can't help now. This is a young lady who once studied with Madam. She has a deep knowledge of the truth. Maybe she can help."

"and also."

The servant took out a brocade box: "If Miss Li can't help you, Lord Zhan can take this brocade box and contact Li Ning, she was once Madam's closed disciple, if Miss Li can't meet your request, then... There's nothing I can do to help."

Zhan Beixiao took the things: "Thank you."

"Help me tell my wife, if there is any need for Zhan family in the future, just ask."

After the servant left, Zhan Beixiao stroked the things in his hands. This trip was not in vain, at least not for nothing.

The servant watched Zhan Beixiao and his party leave before turning back to the resort.

"Ma'am, you have done what you told me to do. You have let Ms. Li go out, why don't you just do it yourself?"

Mrs. Qiu was standing on the second floor, wearing a nightgown, elegant and restrained, like an epiphyllum blooming in the dark night, which attracted people's attention.

"I promised someone that I would never step into cloth spinning again in this life."

She once swore in front of the Buddha that as long as she could save that man's life, she was willing to give up the most important thing... and for her, the most important thing was cloth spinning.

She said yes.

Can't go back on my word.

For no reason, the servant thought of Mrs. Qiu's unresolved love back then, and felt a little more pity for Mrs. Qiu: "Madam, why do you torture yourself? It's been so many years, that person has already left."

Mrs. Qiu frowned: "It's getting late, go to bed early."

She never answered the question directly.

Back to cloth spinning.

Before the door was opened, voices could be heard from inside.

Bai Yangyang hadn't rested yet, standing beside the dyeing vat, concentrating on dyeing the cloth.

She studied hard and quickly.

In just a few days, it has been able to operate independently, but the quality of the dyed fabrics varies.

Zhan Beixiao pushed open the door, Bai Yangyang was holding a piece of cloth, his eyes were full of smiles: "Master Zhan, look, this is my most successful time today!"

The fabric in her hand was dyed extremely well, the color was even, and the silk fell on her palm, soft and skin-friendly.

Zhan Beixiao walked over and praised himself without hesitation: "Very good, it is indeed very successful."

Bai Yangyang raised his eyebrows and patted his chest triumphantly: "I'm your wife, of course I'm great!"

"By the way, where have you been?"

Bai Yangyang put down the cloth in his hand and continued to study.

"I went to find Mrs. Qiu, and this time it was rewarding. Mrs. Qiu refused to agree to cooperate, but gave us direction."

Bai Yangyang paused: "What direction?"

"Qiu Shuang, and her closed disciple, Li Ning."

Zhan Beixiao took her hand. She soaked in the water for a day, her fingers were cold, and she squeezed them in the palm of her hand, trying to warm her.

"Rest early at night, I will take you to find Qiushuang and Li Ning tomorrow."

Bai Yangyang's fingers were stiff and frozen.

Without struggling, she stared at his face with a smile: "Okay."

The two went back to the room, and when they lay down, Bai Yangyang finally remembered an important question: "Husband, what method did you use to get Mrs. Qiu to help?"

"secret."

Zhan Beixiao didn't intend to tell her, so he put his arms around her waist: "Good night."

Bai Yangyang saw that he didn't say anything, and he didn't ask questions. After a busy day, he didn't have much energy.

With the sound of long breathing, Bai Yangyang leaned into the man's arms, getting closer little by little, until finally, he got into his arms completely, monopolizing all his warmth.